Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han

At this moment, in another direction of the Land of Stone, along the border of the Land of Earth, a large force clad in red vests appeared. At their head was a man wearing red armor, a conical hat on his head, and a red mask over his face.

He was Iwagakure's other Jinchuriki besides Roshi—the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han!

For some reason, Han suddenly felt an ominous premonition rise within him, as though some misfortune were about to befall him.

Han's expression shifted slightly beneath his red mask. At his level, he had developed something akin to a sixth sense, one that sometimes warned him of danger.

Under normal circumstances, after sensing such an anomaly, Han might have taken the time to investigate it. But now, he did not dare stop at all. The moment he received Kitsuchi's request for aid, he had gathered his forces and rushed toward the Land of Stone.

Han understood very well that in a war of this scale, every second was critically important, because with every passing second, someone would fall to the ground.

Suppressing the unease in his heart, Han continued leading the troops behind him swiftly toward the Land of Stone.

Buzz!

However, at that moment, a tremor in space suddenly appeared ahead of their unit. Han instantly sensed something was wrong and looked up, only to see the previously stable space ripple like a tide.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, Han's expression beneath his conical hat changed sharply. Following his gaze, two figures could be seen appearing ahead.

One of them had short red hair, with a golden chakra chain extending from his back. The other figure was wrapped within that golden chakra chain.

"Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han!"

"I found you!"

The newcomer was none other than Naraku. Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar